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As I turned around with DICKS in hand I lay one last look at Lyra. "So long, and have fun in hell."
"Voltorbs, EXPLOSION!!"
An explosion so loud it rattled my ears. I don't care. As long as shes gone, i'll be free at last. Thank Arceus its really all over. Now DICKS, lets go home.
Instead of going home.. I found Lyra's house.. wasn't hard to find.. something inside just told me, 'no this ain't over yet until I'm proven innocent'. I went to her computer and went to all her filthy websites, left them on, found her thumb drive and left it on her bed. Next, her Pokemon. I released them all. I haven't the slightest clue if they were happy or sad or anything. They deserved better.
Finally I brought her toys upstairs, and left them on the couch. That'll at least give the cops a clue. If I have known any better I would've left this house alone that night..
The nightmare.. just begun.
The silhouette of the demon Lyra stood there on the doorway blocking me.
"No.. NO.. You're DEAD. HOW THE HELL ARE YOU STILL ALIVE!!" I screamed.
"Mrrrmarrgh" She growled.
Her face and body was all charred, she was missing an eye ball, a living zombie if I ever saw one.
"WHY WONT YOU STAY DEAD?"
"Mmrrr"
"Whatever you do.. wherever you go.. whatever you do to me.. I'm not scared.. I'm not scared of you anymore. Go Typhlosion!!"
"GRROAAAAA" Typhlosion bellowed.
"Flame Wheel!"
Am mad dash, a fiery tackle, and a flash of Lyra knocked back in the opposite direction. Why the hell was she still alive? I made sure the Voltorbs there exploded on her.
Did she have Damp or something?
